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The Clock Strikes Twelve...Don't look for me.

The clock's arms, both on top of each other.

 

and I had lost the other pair of my glass slipper...

 

I cannot look back,

 

for there is someone chasing me.

 

Calling my attention as I run away.

 

 

Don't go look for me, my prince.

 

For I am afraid,

 

That I had changed from the last time we danced together...

 

I have no reputation like yours.

 

but just a servant, waiting for my master's return.

[pictures] source: http://www.deviantart.com

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Ranteh62 said at 9:00 a.m. on Feb 22, 2009:
I love the way you made this into an allusion to Cinderella. The pictures, too, as expected, vividly capture the powerful theme of the tabblo, making it all the more beautiful. Marvelous tabblo, Rhozy! B-)
Rhozyorsabel said at 9:49 a.m. on Feb 22, 2009:
thanks ranran :P :-B
Dusdee421 said at 7:49 a.m. on Feb 24, 2009:
You're prince will come I'm sure :D Hahahaha Nice tabblo Rhozy, a good combination of words and pictures.
Rhozyorsabel said at 8:26 a.m. on Feb 24, 2009:
my prince eh? :-? :)) let's see :)) thanks :)
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